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Seite 68 - Up-on his feet, and in his hand a staf. This noble ensample to his sheep he yaf, That first he wroghte, and afterward he taughte; Out of the gospel he tho wordes caughte; And this figure he added eek ther-to, That if gold ruste, what shal iren do?
Seite 53 - Cristofre" on his brest of silver shene An horn he bar, the bawdrik" was of grene; A forster was he, soothly, as I gesse. Ther was also a Nonne, a PRIORESSE, That of hir smyling was ful simple and coy; Hir gretteste ooth was but by seynt Loy;* And she was cleped* madame Eglentyne. Ful wel she song the service divyne, Entuned in hir nose ful semely; And Frensh she spak ful faire and fetisly," After the scole of Stratford atte Bowe,™ For Frensh of Paris was to hir unknowe.
Seite 242 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Seite 209 - I stonde lyk a clerk in my pulpet, And whan the lewed peple is doun y-set, I preche, so as ye han herd bifore, And telle an hundred false lapes more.
Seite 61 - For his science and for his heigh renoun, Of fees and robes hadde he many oon. So greet a purchasour was nowher noon : Al was fee symple to hym in effect, His purchasyng myghte nat been infect.
Seite 77 - Whoso shal telle a tale after a man, He moot reherce as ny as evere he kan Everich a word, if it be in his charge, Al speke he never so rudeliche and large, Or ellis he moot telle his tale untrewe, 735 Or feyne thyng, or fynde wordes newe.
Seite 64 - Ther nas noon swich from Hulle to Cartage. Hardy he was, and wys to undertake; With many a tempest hadde his berd been shake. He knew wel alle the havenes, as they were, From Gootlond to the cape of Finistere, And every cryke in Britayne and in Spayne; His barge y-cleped was the Maudelayne.
Seite 62 - Poynaunt and sharp, and redy al his gere. His table dormant in his halle alway Stood redy covered al the longe day. At sessiouns ther was he lord and sire; Ful ofte tyme he was knight of the shire.
Seite 204 - And necligent, and truste on flaterye. But ye that holden this tale a folye, As of a fox or of a cok and hen, Taketh the moralitee, good men. For Seint Paul seith that al that writen is, To our doctryne it is y-write, y-wis. Taketh the fruyt, and lat the chaf be stille.